Things in Moz change all the time- just when you get used to something or someone being around they go.
At the moment here we seem to be going though a lot of change, people coming, going etc. I used to think I was someone who loves change but am discovering that letting people in to your life to have them leave again is very hard and can be quite emotionally draining, but I do know that I would much rather have them in my life for a short season than not at all.
I have enjoyed a very relaxing weekend in South Africa. My friend Erin and I went to stay at Mercy Air’s base. They are a charity who fly into remote villages in Southern Africa bringing humanitarian aid. Beautiful scenery, peace, and monkeys and other things we can do in SA that we can’t do here in Maputo – what more can a girl ask for. It was lovely driving through the mountains and seeing some autumn colours on the trees a sight not seen in Mozambique.
Being in SA is nice for a few days… of course being stopped for speeding NOT so much fun especially when you think you will have to drive half way back on the road just travelled to pay a stupid fine, then in the end I was let off and paid a bribe. As it was the last Fri of the month all the speed cops were out to try and get a little extra take home for the weekend.
Being away for a few days in what in places feels like a first world country has a strange effect. The mall is very western which I am grateful for – the shops (at a price) keep sweets from the UK. It really is possible to buy anything you wanted for a comfortable existence. What did strike me were the people on the corner of the road hitching a ride. When you see a mother with her baby strapped to her back it's hard not to pull in. The trouble is so often there is a gang waiting in the bushes to hijack the car. It is a sad world we live in. I know these things happen all over and not just in SA.
I had a sense of hitting “home” when we crossed back into Mozambique. It always takes me a little time to re adjust to speaking Portuguese again.
This month sees my uncle and parents making their way for the first time to Mozambique, I am very excited but have to confess my room is going to need some work before they get here.
At the moment here we seem to be going though a lot of change, people coming, going etc. I used to think I was someone who loves change but am discovering that letting people in to your life to have them leave again is very hard and can be quite emotionally draining, but I do know that I would much rather have them in my life for a short season than not at all.
I have enjoyed a very relaxing weekend in South Africa. My friend Erin and I went to stay at Mercy Air’s base. They are a charity who fly into remote villages in Southern Africa bringing humanitarian aid. Beautiful scenery, peace, and monkeys and other things we can do in SA that we can’t do here in Maputo – what more can a girl ask for. It was lovely driving through the mountains and seeing some autumn colours on the trees a sight not seen in Mozambique.
Being in SA is nice for a few days… of course being stopped for speeding NOT so much fun especially when you think you will have to drive half way back on the road just travelled to pay a stupid fine, then in the end I was let off and paid a bribe. As it was the last Fri of the month all the speed cops were out to try and get a little extra take home for the weekend.
Being away for a few days in what in places feels like a first world country has a strange effect. The mall is very western which I am grateful for – the shops (at a price) keep sweets from the UK. It really is possible to buy anything you wanted for a comfortable existence. What did strike me were the people on the corner of the road hitching a ride. When you see a mother with her baby strapped to her back it's hard not to pull in. The trouble is so often there is a gang waiting in the bushes to hijack the car. It is a sad world we live in. I know these things happen all over and not just in SA.
I had a sense of hitting “home” when we crossed back into Mozambique. It always takes me a little time to re adjust to speaking Portuguese again.
This month sees my uncle and parents making their way for the first time to Mozambique, I am very excited but have to confess my room is going to need some work before they get here.
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